"Thanks," Jack chuckled when she complimented him, and continued with, "Your face isn't that bad to look at either." He rocked back and forth with her, his index fingers making small circles on his waist while they danced. She was so shy, something Jack was not used to at all. Jack was used to girls who would pounce on him on the dance floor, who would be all over him within an instant and wrapping their legs around him. This was so tame, so innocent, he almost felt lecherous doing this to her.
"Haven't been this close to a guy?" he spoke and then grinned wide, "What're you a virgin or something?" That was probably completely out of line, but he promise to go all out for Meg, and he would. His hands slid up her back, pulling her close to him and narrowing the space between their bodies. His hips brushed up against hers every so often, and it was slowly getting to the point where he was forgetting that this was a prank. He was getting it in his head that this was just them dancing and he was start to forget all about Meg's eyes staring at them from somewhere.